Quotes About Confidence

I've never even been to bed with a man. Never. That's how pure I am; I have nothing to be ashamed of. My gods made me the way I am.

I had spent many years before I was 31 hearing people tell me, Oh Man, you're so funny, you need to be in television. But that and a quarter won't get you on a bus.

When we find a man meditating on the words of God, my friends, that man is full of boldness and is successful.

When you're a man you try and be macho.

A man that is down doesn't fear to fall.

It's a real man who can go out with a woman who's taller than he is. That's an alpha male right there.

What matters to us, the judgment of men? What have we to doubt, since we are pure before life?

It's a man's business to be what he is, and to be it in style.

A man desires praise that he may be reassured, that he may be quit of his doubting of himself; he is indifferent to applause when he is confident of success.

Sting's my ideal man, because he's a real man.

Some men are just as sure of the truth of their opinions as are others of what they know.

Age doesn't mean anything. Its all in your head. Men get sexier with age. They also get wiser and get experienced.

You may know more about vintage wine than the wine steward, but if you're smart you'll let your man do the choosing and be ecstatic over his selection, even if it tastes like shampoo.

I am still the fastest man on earth.

A man cannot be comfortable [or cannot be made comfortable] without his own approval.

I'm so good and so loving that men don't believe it.

You cannot forget about your femininity. You don't have to compete with men in that respect.

A woman who doesn't care what men think of her - ah, this is dangerous. This is the worst conceivable insult to the male ego.

There is nothing more contemptible than a bald man who pretends to have hair.

I listen with attention to the judgment of all men; but so far as I can remember, I have followed none but my own.

...self-consciousness is a man's worst enemy.

Aside from a cold appreciation of my own genius I felt that I was a modest man.

How those holy men of old could storm the battlements above! When there was no way to look but up, they lifted up their eyes to God who made the hills, with unshakable confidence.

How delicate her feet who shuns the ground, Stepping a-tiptoe on the heads of men.